He had released her from the bonds that held her to the
table and then pulled her close to him.
She smelled like sex and sunshine all rolled into one and he knew that
it would always be a scent that reminded him of her. He had planned this day
not just for her, but for them. It would be a series of firsts and somehow he
doubted he would ever want to share anything like this with anyone else. She
was special. In some ways, he considered her his muse. She gave him ideas and
made him even more creative than he already was.
His lips when they touched hers were firm. She whimpered
softly, her body melting against his. He knew her muscles would be a bit stiff
after her time on the table, so he led her into the tent and had her lay down
on the soft cushions of the sleeping bags. He slid her hair up over her
shoulder, bending down to press a soft kiss at the base of her neck. He smiled
as he felt as well as heard her soft sigh.
He loved how this woman could be such an enigma at times. She longed for
his tender touch as much as she longed for his rough dominance. She loved to
feel cherished and at the same time reminded that she belonged to him.
He urged her to close her eyes and relax as he ran his hand
over her soft skin. His goal now wasn't to arouse, but to sooth. She had done
well, his pet and he was proud of her. With him she had done so many things
that she never thought she could, including what had just happened outside. He
wanted to reward her and so he tenderly began to massage out the kinks that
being bound on a hard table will add to a body. Her skin was warm from the sun
and soft under his hands and he could feel her relaxing beneath his touch. He
began at her shoulders and slowly worked his way down. His hands were strong
but gentle and she sighed again, her eyes drifting shut. He worked his way
down, even massaging her feet before working his way back up to the backs of
her thighs. He chuckled when she sleepily grumbled at his request that she roll
over. He knew how she hated to be woken up and she had just started drifting
off to sleep.
She did as he asked though, slowly turning over and looking
up at him. Again, his hands came to rest
on her shoulders as he leaned over to kiss her. They didn't remain there,
though. They slowly slid their way down, massaging her breasts. His intent now
was on arousal as he molded and massaged them with his hands. Her breathing
shifted and hitched as he teased first one nipple and then the other. His head
came down as he sucked one into his warm mouth, tugging and sucking on it. Her
hands, of their own accord, came to rest on his shoulders, her fingers flexing
into the skin there. He teased and
tormented her, one hand sliding down to rest on her hip.
She whimpered and the sound rippled in the stillness of the
tent. It hung in the air for a moment before dropping away. His hand slid from
her hip to part her thighs. He felt the tremble that ran through her body as it
was pinned beneath him. Her body was so
responsive and he could feel her excitement as he slid his hand between her now
parted thighs. He teased a finger along
the smooth skin there. He knew that by being waxed, it made her so much more
sensitive so he took his time, brushing his finger against the warm skin. She
moaned, her hips trying to raise to meet the touch of his finger.
Slowly, he released her nipple from his mouth, his mouth now
moving up by her ear. He felt the ripple that ran though her as he whispered,
"Yes, pet? What is it that you want?"
She whimpered again, her hips arching up against the hand he now rested
over top of her slit. He knew what she wanted but waited. He waited until she
softly whispered, "Please..please touch me. I need you." With that,
his finger parted her lips to find her wet and ready for him. He teased her
clit, watching her body writhe against his. He slid one finger inside her only
to bring it out and to his lips. She moaned, watching as he slid his finger
past his lips to suck it clean.
A trembling sigh escaped her lips as he leaned over again,
whispering just how good she tasted. He
loved to torment her like this. He knew that certain things, told to her would
drive her crazy and he took full advantage of that, whispering to her the
things he wanted to do to her. Before long, she was trembling against him and
he chuckled softly as he moved down her body. He paused again to run his tongue
over her nipples. He paused at her soft belly, pressing his lips there. This was an area that she was shy about so he
took his time, kissing and stroking her there;
reminding her that he found her body beautiful, all of her body.
Then, he slid down further until he was kneeling between her
legs. He rested a hand on each hip before running them down her legs. He knew
that she had taken extra care for him. It was just one of those things that she
did without him having to ask. Every
morning she would smooth lotion into her skin, to keep it soft and supple.
Lowering his head, he caught the soft aroma of it on her thighs as he placed a
nibbling kiss to the insides of each one.
She squirmed beneath him, feeling his beard tickle the
insides of her legs. Shaking his head, he slid his hands down and under her,
raising her hips and at the same time, holding her in place. She never could
hold still unless he bound her that way. He dropped a soft kiss to her slit,
groaning softly as he realized just how ready she was for him. He could smell
her scent on the air as he dragged his tongue over her smooth skin before
dipping it inside. She trembled and he tightened his grip to remind her that he
expected her to attempt to stay still. She stilled and he teased his tongue up
against her clit as a reward. He could feel her body tremble in her attempts
not to buck up against his mouth.
God, she tasted good. He could never get enough of doing
this to her. It was more than just her taste, it was watching her body as
someone took the time to please her. It was watching her face as her arousal
grew and as she broke apart into a million tiny pieces. It was hearing her lose
control. It was all of those things and more. He knew she didn't understand his
desire to do this for her but knowing that he wanted it was more than enough
for her.
He spent a few minutes teasing her clit. His tongue danced
against it and he drew it into his lips, sucking and tugging on it lightly. He
watched as her hands clutched at the sleeping bags, trying to keep herself
grounded. He brought her just to the
edge and then drew back. He gave her but a moment to start to relax before
dipping his tongue in deeper, tasting her.
With his hands, he held her close. He could feel the little twitches as
he ran his tongue again up to her clit. Her head was thrown back, her long hair
tangling beneath her shoulders as she lost the last vestiges of control. He softly stroked her hip, letting her know
it was ok. Her hips immediately moved against him, pressing up against his
questing mouth. Her moans filled the tent and within moments, he heard her
breath hitching and doubled his efforts.
When the moment came, he held her close, pushing her over
the edge and lapping up the rewards of his efforts. As her body slowly relaxed
beneath his, he kissed his way back up her body to pull her into his arms. He held her close, pressing soft kisses to
the back of her head. He felt and heard the long contented sigh that escaped
her lips. Nuzzling the back of her neck, he softly whispered, asking her how
she was feeling just so he could hear her soft , "mmm..I'm good..."
She had been teased to be a woman of many voices, but this one was his personal
favorite. She was all soft and melty and he snuggled her close, already
thinking about what else he had in store for her.
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